Writing is the only thing Jungkook can do in his free time. Of course you can find him in the yard. Working out or at least trying to. During working hours he would be in the work shop making number plates for cars and motors. Unexpectedly he is rather good in that kind of work. He is fast and rather precise which the owner likes. The owner is always in the workshop. Supervising and helping. His light brown hair with striking eyes would always focus on every single number plate.
If you do well you can get a cup of coffee or tea from him. Sometimes a nice talk and a snicker.
Jungkook thought about this guy. He reminded him of his best friend who is almost the same age as the owner. He is also friendly and kind.
Namjoon noticed that there is something on the kids mind. It's been tree days since he first became his cell mate. Jungkook was sitting on the small desk with a open book next to him. Trying to study but his eyes are staring into the distance. There blank for only a moment until Namjoon decides to speak up.
"Are you alright?" He asked. Jungkook looked up with blank eyes until they soften and nodded. "Just thinking about something"
"May I know what?" Namjoon asked. "Friends and family" Namjoon hummed at jungkook answers trying to understand yet he could not.
His friends and family are dead or living there own lives. It would be nice to have someone around that cared to visit or call but all his close friends are in here with him.
Suddenly the cell doors open at once. A man through the speakers spoke. "Yard and free time block D and block E" Jungkook closed his book and got up.
"I'm going to the yard" Namjoon nodded and got back into his book. This was the only time they could walk 'freely'. The end of this cell block that existed out only six cells tree on both side was connected to the yard. Guards are on potrol constantly. There are two at the big iron doors and when the door opened he was greeted with the sun. Flowers that are blooming in the grass field. A few tables with chessboards on it and working out gear. Furthermore there are some cellphones against the walls.
Jungkook took a beep breath and grabbed one of the phones after getting a coin from a guard. He presses a phone number. He hears the phone ring. He gulps as someone picked up.
"Hyung" he stuttered. Ever since court he hears his best friends voice. He remembers Seokjin yelling after him. Yelling that it's different and that people don't understand what's going on. Jungkook himself does not even know what's going on.
"Jungkook" he heard. Jungkook took a deep breath. "I miss you, I don't fit in here. It's just like high school all over again" he spoke softly and he hears Seokjin chuckle. "It's okey. You came through high school right! You can do this"
"I have a cell mate so I am not completely alone" Jungkook mutters. "Really? is he nice?" Seokjin has always been a curious person. Jungkook smiles softly. "Yeah I guess. I just communicate a little bit not a lot. He is always in his books" he says.
"So you have a nerd as roommate?" Jungkook snickered at Seokjin comment. "I guess, only he does not look like one. He is really tall and broad"
"Broader then I am?!" Again Jungkook laughs at Seokjin comment. Jungkook shook his head as a high piep sound ringed into his ears. He only as a minute left.
"My time is running out. I speak to you soon. Hyung" Jungkook spoke. Seokjin hummed and they said there goodbyes. These little moments kept him alive. He sighed and turned around only to be greeted by Taehyung who is smiling sheepishly at him.
"Wanna play cards with us?" He asked as Jungkook just nodded. He does not know anybody here except for Namjoon, Jimin, taehyung and some guards. He walked towards the table only to be greeted with Jimin. "Shy guy! U playing?"
"Yes" jungkook spoke softly. He ask down on the bench next to Taehyung. He got handed seven cards and started playing.
He looked at his cards as a wife caught his eyes. He stared for a second and placed that card on the stack. He looked up as his eyes chanced. From big almond shaped eyes to a more fierce form of them. He tilted his head slightly and licked his lips.
Taehyung placed a joker which means that jungkook needed to grab five new cards. "Bitch" he swore in a whispering tone but Jimin heard it anyways.
Jimin looked at Jungkook and noticed the slight differences in his behavior and aura around him.
Jungkook just stared back at Jimin since it was his turn. Jungkook rolled his eyes and focused back to the cards in his hands. After this last game the free and yard time was over. Everyone walked back to there cells for a lockdown.
As the jail doors closed loudly jungkook dropped on his bed and layed down. He looked at his hands without blinking. His eyes slowly moved to Namjoon who fell asleep with his book resting on his chest.
Jungkook got up and grabbed the book. After staring at it for a mere second his cocky stance chanced back to his straight self. Shoulders no longer held up high but hanging low. His muscular body relaxed as he placed the book next to his cell mates bed. He walked over to the desk and opened his book.
He started to study once again. Trying to catch up everything he did not learn in high school.
Jimin stared at jungkook from his cell. As he heard footsteps down the hall. Cell doors that open and close. A guard stopped with a man. Not much taller then Jimin. A undercut with short messy black hair.
"Yoongi hyung you are back" the elder just nodded as he entered his previous cell. He layed down his bed and curled up in a little ball.
"Solitude is not fun is it?" Jimin asked.
"It really isn't Jimin" Yoongi answered as he tried to fall Asleep.
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